to the soul
- Summer Jenna Lyons
- Mar 17
- 1 min read
In all places where
I haven't been touched by love,

may love touch me now.
May these doors of light,
that I haven't seen,
become visible.
May my heart open up
to Love, to God, to the innocence
of a child, with wild dreams
and a tender heart.
May my soul be heard by me.
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